Roof (Notevember 2021, #13)

By Jonathan R

The giant turtle let out something between a groan and a hiss. She was none too pleased, and more than willing to show it. Millicent nearly fell off…

Pick (Notevember 2021, #10)

By Jonathan R

Her shoulders and arms already ached like mad, and her brother’s were sure to do the same, but they had cut more than halfway through the stem by now. In for a penny, in for a pound, as the Big Folk said.

Watch (Notevember 2021, #8)

By Jonathan R

“But, sarge, I’m on first watch.”
“Never mind that, Houndsley. Private Barker will relieve you.” The sergeant turned to a nervous-looking terrier standing a few paces away. “Up you go, boy.”
“Yes, sir. I mean, yes, sergeant!” yapped Barker, setting off up the ladder at speed.

“Well, Houndsley?”
“What’s this about, sarge?”
“Can’t say. The lieutenant didn’t see fit to tell me.